Word of not only Beck's attendance in school, but also Jade's, spread like a wildfire quickly throughout the tiny college campus of Hollywood Arts. Many enjoyed the presence of fame, some for pointers and others with hope for opportunity to just be blatant kiss ups and moochers. Tori could have put up with this, but the only problem was that it wasn't the one day occurrence that she was expecting it to be. Apparently, Jade had two weeks off due to her show currently being on location, focusing on scenes involving another one of the main characters of the show. Having shot her scenes, Jade had decided to stay behind and just catch up on class time. Or so she said.

Jade's arrival back to campus let loose the tension that Tori felt toward her during their encounters for the past few years. Tori, being the pleasant person she prided herself on being, usually got along with everybody. She could handle Trina's drunken rages and sober moments of stupidity. She could handle Cat's highs on various drugs and could handle the little squabbles between Robbie and Andre about which guitar chord sounded better in what song. What she couldn't handle was the blatant nastiness that Jade directed toward her, which only seemed to be intensified when Beck was around.

The past two weeks had also found Beck's presence a constant in the hallways of the little college. He was currently in between jobs, having just wrapped a guest spot on a TV series and starting prep work for an independent movie, which he was honestly more excited about. Tori couldn't help but notice that he seemed to enjoy the smaller projects, especially relishing those moments when he was allowed to put input in, help write the script, or even help direct. Beck wouldn't know that she caught these bits of conversation, as she had been actively avoiding him (whether it was obvious or not, she wasn't sure).

Tori and Beck had exchanged pleasant conversation in the past couple weeks, but she had always run away when it came to any close contact or implications of in depth conversation. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him; if she were to be completely honest with herself (and that was hard for her, she could admit), she thought about him a lot. Thinking back to their night at the bar, she enjoyed the easy conversation and truly couldn't think of the last time she had talked to anyone like that. Not even Cat or Andre had developed a repertoire with her like Beck had. This wasn't even counting the affects he had on her body.

Beck only ever texted her to inquire about the project, but in person she always caught him staring at her out of the corner of his eye. She wondered if the equal distance meant that she had that same affect on him, but she knew she'd never have the nerve to ask him. They talked and always kept that safe, arm's length distance between them. If Jade was there, it was a three foot distance. But sometimes, she looked up and caught Beck's eye, their gazes locking with that same magnetic attraction as the night at the bar. And Tori felt the same thing every time; as if someone had just punched her in the chest, leaving her winded. Her lungs were filling up, and it was like she was drowning. She felt this overwhelming feeling of anxiety, fueled by a fire she hadn't even realized ignited inside of her. But every time she felt her foot take a step forward towards him, Jade always seemed to materialize out of nowhere, pulling his head down to hers in a ferocious kiss. And then Tori would redirect, walking right past them and not fully understanding the knot that would form in her stomach.

ooooooooooo

It was a lazy Wednesday afternoon in Sikowitz's class. Andre and Cat were doing a scene in front of the class, a break from the past couple weeks of Beck and Jade. At a lot of their classmates' requests, they had been doing a majority of the acting exercises, as if their skills would rub off on everybody. Beck had been acting with a lot of girls in the class, but Jade always took the majority of the roles. Her combination of superior acting skills and scare tactics assured that any intimate acting moments were shared by her and only her. This was annoying to Tori, Andre, and Robbie. Cat was in her own world, as usual.

However, the annoyance couldn't compare with the overwhelming discomfort that was surrounding Tori at the moment. She could handle Jade's nastiness, usually giving it back to her in her own short bursts of courage. The overwhelming confusion and heat that surrounded her whenever Beck was around her was easily squashed if she kept her mind in a strong place and avoided eye contact. But what was the most annoying about the celebrity presence was that people who barely ever showed up to class had now been coming every day, as if their perfect attendance record suddenly mattered. Rider was one of those people.

Her ex sat across the room, leaning back lazily in his signature leather jacket. Tori couldn't help but notice that he was wearing a shirt she had given him for his birthday a couple months ago, and she hated herself for remembering that moment in detail. He'd been trying to catch her eye for a couple of days, but Andre's protective presence had stopped any contact he could have made. But now, with Andre at the front of the class and not paying attention, Rider was openly staring, as if undressing her with his eyes. She crossed her legs tighter and crossed her arms across her chest, hoping he would get the message: stay away.

"Excellent work!" Sikowitz yelled, causing everyone's attention to jump to the front of the room as Cat and Andre finished their scene. "Good work, you two! I expected nothing less." Andre resumed his seat next to her, placing his hand over hers in a reassuring gesture. Cat bounced down the aisle, placing a long kiss on Robbie's lips before she took her seat.

"Ms. Valentine," Sikowitz said, rolling his eyes. "Please restrain your passionate nature until you get back to the comfort of your own home."

"What's wrong, Sikowitz?" Rider asked from his corner of the room, in a voice that Tori recognized as his sarcastic drawl. "Jealous that a total loser gets more action than you do?"

"HEY!" Cat yelled as she jumped up.

"What's your problem man?" Andre yelled, jumping up as well behind the red head. Robbie scratched the back of his head, remaining silent as he cast his eyes downward. The awkward and embarrassed look on his face made Tori's heart wrench as she shot Rider a death glare.

"Fuck you, you prick."

Tori's reaction made her surrounding classmates gasp. Even Andre and Cat were taken aback by the venom in her words.

"That's quite enough, Mr. Daniels," Sikowitz said, an authority he barely used booming in his voice. "I'd ask you to leave my class, but considering this is the first time you've shown up since the beginning of the semester, I'm going to let that go. As long as that's okay with Mr. Shapiro." Robbie's head popped up quickly, his expression showing that he clearly did not expect to be brought into this conversation.

"Um…yeah, okay," Robbie said, a stutter in his voice. Cat leaned in, weaving her arm through his and placing a kiss on his temple. Robbie smiled, but it was clear that Rider's words were still bothering him. Everyone turned their attention back to Sikowitz.

"Before we were so rudely interrupted," Sikowitz continued. "As I was saying, good job Mr. Harris and Ms. Valentine. Next, I'd like to do something a little different. A scene from the movie Stand Down. How many are familiar?" Tori saw only a few of her classmates raise their hands, Beck being among them. Sikowitz nodded as he began handing out the scripts to the class.

"Ah, Mr. Oliver, since you're such a celebrity this week, why don't you take the role of our villain with the change of heart?" Sikowitz asked, as Beck shrugged and stepped forward.

"Ms. West, why don't you take the role of the ex lover with passion for the cause and a lot of anger?" Jade stepped forward, eyebrow raised as she began to peruse the script.

"And…" Sikowitz paused, scanning the room for his perfect candidate. Tori cringed as his eyes landed on her. "Ms. Vega, you can portray our captive who seems to warming Mr. Oliver's heart." Tori felt Jade's eyes on her immediately, the cold stare sending chills down her spine.

"I…" Tori said, her throat suddenly dry. She swallowed. "I don't think I'd be right for that part."

"Why not Tori?" Cat asked, turning around in her seat to face her. "You and Beck have great chemistry." Tori kicked her friend's chair.

"Ow!" Cat exclaimed. "Why did you do that? It's true, the last acting exercise you guys did together was great."

"She's right, Ms. Vega," Sikowitz said, pointing his hand at her. "Now, please come down here."

"I want her part," Jade said, not taking her eyes of Tori as she made her slow decent to the front of the classroom.

"Ms. West, I have given you free reign for the past couple weeks. I think it's time I resumed my role of teaching, don't you? Unless you feel you wouldn't be able to portray this part to the best of your ability." That statement shut Jade up, her sitting down in a chair and beginning to peruse the papers in her hand more intently. He had played on her pride, and it had worked.

"Okay, class, everyone read over it. It's not too long of a scene. Think communism kidnapping meets star crossed-lovers, alright? Fifteen minutes and then we perform." Sikowitz went back to his desk as the whole class became silent. Tori read the script in her hand, almost cringing. Her character was Sarah, a daughter of a US official who had been kidnapped by a terrorist group in order to try and prove a point to their cause. Jade's character was Anya, a rebel leader who wanted nothing more than to kill Sarah and hang her body from a bridge for the world to see. Still desperately in love with Anton, Beck's character, she treated Sarah worse than she could have due to the fact that Anton treated her so well. Anton, in turn, was once so passionate to the cause but upon meeting his captive, he had been undergoing changes.

Tori looked at Beck out of the corner of her eye, intrigued by his intense focus on the script he was reading. While Jade was angry, stomping her feet every couple of minutes, Beck tuned the world out as he read, the character seeming to jump out of the script and embrace him. It was moving, in a way. Tori read more, hoping to follow his lead and block out all the distractions in the room. Too soon, Sikowitz clapped his hands to bring everybody to attention.

"Okay everyone, are we ready? Ms. Vega and Ms. West, the scene starts with you two. Ms. Vega, please take a seat in the chair. Remember, you are a captive who is scared but with a spirit that isn't breaking. And Ms. West…well, you're angry. Ready?" Tori took her seat, putting her hands behind her back as if bound. Beck stepped to the side, as he didn't enter until a couple of minutes in. Jade stood five feet away, a fire of anger and something else Tori didn't recognize burning in her eyes.

"Action!" Sikowitz yelled, and the whole class went quiet. Jade wasted no time in rushing forward and crouching down in front of Tori, grabbing a fistful of her shirt.

"'What do you want from me?'" Tori asked, her expression taking on a look of both fear and defiance. Jade smirked.

"'I want you to bleed. I want you to know the pain people like you inflict every day that they are alive and breathing.'"

"'I haven't done anything to you! Let me go!'"

"'And what would that accomplish?'" Jade asked, shoving Tori slightly as she let her go and straightened up. "'Do you think your daddy's gonna help you? Your country feels you are disposable.'" Jade smirked as she said her next line.

"'And apparently, so does that man you came here with. Tell me, Sarah, do you hike your skirt up for every man who takes you on a little boat ride?'" A surge of anger rose in Tori as she saw the condescending look on Jade's face. Acting or not, the malice in her words had a little too much enjoyment behind them. She reached out her leg and kicked Jade's shin, hard. Jade glared and raised back her hand, as if to slap her like the script had intended the original actor to. She was sure she would have succeeded if Beck's character wasn't supposed to intervene at that moment, which he did.

"'Anya,'" Beck said, gripping her hand in midair as he stood behind her. "'What are you doing? The boss said don't hurt her.'"

"'Like he would know if she was slapped or not. She kicked me!'"

"'Don't hurt her,'" Beck said again, words firm. Jade wrenched her hand from his grip, the anger radiating from her so palpable that Tori was slightly worried to breathe.

"'Why do you take care of her?'" Jade asked, her voice rising. "'You never took care of me like that.'"

"'Anya-'"

"'You brought her food the other night, Anton!'" Jade brought herself closer to Beck, their faces an inch apart. "'The night she spit in Marko's face! And instead of punishing her, you bring her a meal?! How dare you!'" Beck relaxed into his stance, crossing his arms over his chest.

"'He had no right to touch her like that.'"

"'You talk as if she has rights!'"

"'She's a human being.'"

"'She's the ENEMY!'" Jade exploded, stepping back and indicating to Tori. "'She's a piece of filth.'"

"'I think you need to go,'" Beck said, his voice firm and expression stern. Jade looked at him in disbelief and then stomped past him.

"'Fine, but you better be careful. When you roll around with filth, then you're just as dirty.'" Beck stepped forward and crouched down in front of Tori, placing a strand of hair behind her ear. She purposely kept her head down. This was the part of the scene that she was dreading.

"'Are you alright?'"

"'I'm fine.'"

"'Then why won't you look at me?'"

"'You're one of them.'"

"'You told me you were not as horrible as we made you out to be. You asked me to give you the benefit of the doubt. I am doing that. I feel it is only appropriate you do the same for me.'"

"'What are you doing here anyway?"' Tori asked. Beck hooked his finger under her chin, raising her eyes to meet his. There was that gaze again, the eyes with the endless questions. Tori was glad her hair was framing her face, because she could feel that heat again, turning her cheeks pink with blush.

"'I missed you,'" he breathed, and Tori's breath caught in her throat.

"'I…I…'"

Suddenly, someone's cell phone went off, breaking the spell and causing the whole class to groan.

"It was getting to the good part!" Cat yelled somewhere out of Tori's line of vision.

"May I remind you all that cell phones have to be on vibrate!" Sikowitz said, suddenly taking his place at the front of the class.

"It's time to leave anyway," Jade said, holding up her own cell phone and showing that it was indeed five minutes over their class time. Tori could feel Jade's eyes on her.

"Ah, so it is. What a shame! Great job to everyone who participated today. See you all next class!"

Tori shook her head, shaking the character of Sarah out of her mind. She released her hands from behind her back, but noticed Beck hadn't moved.

"Are you going to tell me why you're avoiding me?"

"I don't think your girlfriend wants you talking to me."

"She doesn't want me talking to anyone," Beck said, rising and holding his hand out to her to help her up. "So, what's the real reason?" Tori didn't take his hand as she rose, turning to scan the classroom, half expecting Jade to be breathing over her shoulder. Surprisingly, she was in conversation with Andre, although Tori knew that wouldn't last long.

"I have to go," Tori said, ignoring Beck's question and running up to her chair to grab her bag. As she reached her seat, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Half expecting to see Beck, Tori turned, only to be confronted by Rider's sarcastic smirk.

"Hey babe," he said, running his hand down her arm. She moved away quickly.

"I'm not your babe. What do you want?"

"I want to have lunch with you. Maybe catch up?"

"No," Tori said flatly, attempting to side step him. He blocked her path.

"Why not?"

"I have plans."

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do."

"Doing what?"

"Working on our project," a voice said. Tori looked up and saw Beck, a look of annoyance on his face. Rider stepped back, still wearing the smirk Tori hated so much, and held out his hand.

"Beck, nice to see you. I'm Rider Daniels."

"Pleasure," Beck said, half heartedly shaking his hand before turning his attention back to Tori. "You ready to go?" Tori half held out her hand, hesitating. Beck had given her an out, and for that she was grateful, but she didn't feel like dealing with Jade. As if reading her mind, Beck gripped her hand tightly and pulled her along.

"Can you tell Jade I'll see her later? Thanks." Beck called over his shoulder to Cat, who waved goodbye to them as if they were leaving on a vacation. She saw Jade turn slightly out of the corner of her eye, but before anything could be said, they were gone.

oooooooooo

When he was sure they were not only a safe distance from their acting class, but completely off campus and across the street, Beck turned his attention to the girl he had drug behind him. She was panting, her face flushed. And even so, she was still pretty.

"Was that your ex?" Beck asked, adjusting his bag on the opposite shoulder. Looking down, he realized he still had a hold on Tori's hand. Her eyes followed his, and yet neither of them made a move to break the link.

"Yes," Tori said, still looking down at their hands.

"He seems like an asshole."

"He is."

"I think this is the part where you thank me for saving the day," Beck said, half joking, half hoping she would look up. She did, a defiant look in her eyes.

"I was fine."

"Didn't seem it. Looked like you were in need of a rescue."

"You didn't have to rescue me."

"Really? If so, why are you still holding my hand?" Beck watched as she looked down at their hands again, whipping hers away as her cheeks flushed a deeper shade that had nothing to do with being winded. She avoided his eyes as she mumbled, "thanks."

"You're welcome," he said. Tori looked up and offered him a small smile, which he returned gratefully.

"So… I guess we should work on our project," he said, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"I have a feeling Jade won't like that."

"I'm hanging out with a friend and doing a school project. There's nothing wrong with that." Tori shot him an inquisitive look.

"We're friends now?"

Beck thought about this for a minute. The girl in front of him was someone he knew and someone he didn't know. But she wasn't a stranger anymore. She had crossed his mind on more than one occasion, especially lately when he noticed that even though he had been around her more, he had seen her less. He wanted to know her, and he had to start somewhere.

"Why not?" he asked her. "Let's be friends." Tori looked at him up and down, as if trying to figure out if he was telling a joke or not. Finally, she slowly nodded her head.

"Okay." They just stared at each other and, surprisingly, Tori took a step closer to him.

"I still feel Jade's gonna hunt me down. I don't really wanna go back to campus and have her yell at me for spending time with her boyfriend. She hates me."

"She doesn't hate you."

"You're lying," Tori said, her eyes staring directly into his and stopping him in his tracks. Whenever she looked at him like that, he instantly felt grounded and glued to where he stood. He felt out of control of his own body. He didn't like it.

Shaking off her stare, he smirked and held his hands up in mock surrender.

"I am. But look, we have to work on our project. So why don't we go somewhere?"

"Go somewhere?" she asked. He nodded, and she contemplated for a moment. "Where do you wanna go?"

"My house?"

"No," Tori said immediately, almost too quickly. Beck held back a laugh, but continued.

"Your house?"

"No, my sister might be home."

"Library?"

"Can't really talk about ideas in a library."

"Get food and talk there?"

"Then it'll be too noisy."

"Then YOU think of an idea," Beck said to her. "I give up." Tori placed her chin upon her hand, her eyebrows furrowed in thought. Suddenly, she straightened, turning and beginning to walk.

"Come on, I know the perfect place."

ooooooooo

"Where did Tori go with my boyfriend?" Jade demanded of Andre. They stood in the courtyard, students weaving every which way around them. Cat and Robbie stood behind Andre, as if they were children hiding from a monster in the closet. And between them was Andre, ever the level headed one and father figure, here to stop the monster.

"I don't know," Andre said, for what must have been the tenth time since they left their class. "Why don't you call him?"

"He's not picking up the phone," Jade said. "I have to go meet with my producer. He knew I had to leave."

"He said he'd see you later," Cat piped from behind Andre. "Remember when I told you that?"

"I remember!" Jade said, her raised voice causing Cat to jump back a couple inches. "But he left with her."

"HER name is Tori. She's doing a project with Beck, remember? Not fucking him in the woods somewhere."

"Like she wouldn't."

"You don't even know her," Robbie said, stepping out from behind Andre. "She's not like that."

"I've seen the way she looks at him."

"How do you know he's not the one looking at her?" Cat asked, perfectly unaware of the implications her question might have. Jade shot her a death glare, causing a squeak to escape Cat's mouth before she took shelter behind Andre again.

"You know," Jade said coolly, crossing her arms over her chest. "You should lay off the drugs, Valentine. They're gonna ruin your tiny brain even more."

"Leave her alone," Robbie said, but Jade shot him a look as well.

"Enough," Andre said, stepping between the two. "Look, go to your meeting. I'll call you tomorrow to talk about our project. But you need to leave before I say something I'll regret."

"You?" Jade said incredulously, laughing in his face. "I'm not gonna be scared of someone who can't even be honest with himself."

"What are you talking about?" Andre asked, but then shook his head, changing his mind. "You know what? I don't want to know. I'll talk to you later. Let's go, guys." With that, Andre turned away, Robbie and Cat in tow.

"Hey," Jade called after him. "We're writing a romance, right? I've got the perfect idea. Why don't we write about the guy who's in love with his best friend, but doesn't have the balls to tell her?"

Andre turned around, ready to return fire, but Jade had already walked away, the sound of her boots slapping the pavement becoming distant.

"What was she talking about?" Cat asked, digging around in her purse and pulling out her pack of cigarettes. Andre stole one, ignoring her protest as he lit up.

"I have no idea."

ooooooooo

"I thought you said we couldn't go to your place."

"We can't," Tori said, taking her shoes off at the entrance to her dorm room. Beck followed her into the tiny space, slightly shocked at how prim everything looked. The small kitchen and living room area looked exactly like the other HA dorms he had seen in the past while hanging out with old friends, the only difference being this one looked uninhabited.

"If we can't go to your place, why are we in your dorm room?" Beck asked, taking a seat on her couch. She sat beside him, bringing her notebook out of her bag.

"I don't really stay here much," she said. Beck raised an eyebrow.

"But you're paying for it."

"…yeah," Tori said, avoiding his eyes. "Well, Trina needs me."

"This is your older sister, right?"

"Yes."

"Why does the older sister need the younger sister so much?" Beck asked, lowering his head so he could look Tori in the eye again. Tori slammed her hands down on her lap.

"She just does," she said, shoving her notebook aside and walking to the little kitchen. "Do you want anything to eat or drink?"

"There's actually food here?" Beck asked, not able to contain the surprise in his voice as he stared after her. She was avoiding him again.

"You don't have to sound so surprised," Tori called from the kitchen. He stood and followed her, standing back as he watched her rifle through her cabinets. The refrigerator door was open, revealing a bottle of vodka, a bottle of soda, a container of vegetable dip with no vegetables, and an empty pizza box, which she had taken two slices from and put in the microwave to reheat. He turned and surveyed the tiny dorm room, noticing the door to her bedroom was slightly ajar. He couldn't see much, but he knew there probably wasn't much to look at anyway. Most kids at their school loved the dorming situation here. He didn't understand why she didn't.

Tori turned quickly and, not realizing he was behind her, slammed directly into him. Beck felt a sting of moist heat on his back and then heard Tori gasp.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" Turning, Beck saw a horrified expression on her face and the plate containing two slices of pizza in her hand; both slices now looked ruined with patches of cheese and sauce missing. It didn't take him long to realize that they were probably stuck to the back of his shirt.

"It's really not a big dea-"

"Take off your shirt."

"Wait, what?" Beck asked, confused.

"Take it off so I can wash it!" Tori said, an edge in her voice. "I'm so sorry, it must have been so expensive." Beck shrugged.

"Tori, it's really not-"

"Please don't argue with me," Tori said, putting the plate on the counter and rushing forward. "Either you take it off or I will take it off for you." Beck raised an eyebrow at her. He wondered if she would follow through on her threat, and felt a tug pull at him as he saw the determined look in her eyes. If she didn't seem so manic, he honestly would have pushed her to see if she was serious or not. But instead, he slowly pulled the shirt over his head and handed it to her. She reached forward to grab it, their hands lingering as she just looked at him. He wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Thanks," she mumbled, turning away for him and starting to run the water in the sink.

"You're washing my shirt with Palmolive?"

"I don't remember the code to the laundry room and I don't have any detergent here."

"What if I told you it was dry clean only?" Tori turned, eyes shocked and mouth ready to utter another apology. But before she could, he placed a hand on her lower back comfortably.

"I'm just kidding," he said into her ear. He felt her stiffen under his touch, and he pulled away as he breathed her in. She still smelled like peaches and baby powder, but without the presence of the bar smells, it was more intense. He felt like he could get drunk off her scent. What was this girl doing to him?

"So," he said, turning his attention to the cabinets. "Now that the pizza's out, I'm guessing we will have to think of something else."

Five minutes later when Tori had arranged Beck's shirt on her counter to dry, she turned to find him holding the bottle of vodka and the soda in one hand and a box of chocolate chip cookies in the other.

"Really?" she asked him, smiling despite herself. He returned her grin.

"You really don't have much to work with here." He indicated to the couch. "Shall we?"

"Yes," Tori said, taking one of the bottles from him to lighten his load. "We shall."

oooooo

Jade walked into her producer's office, taking a seat comfortably across from him as if she owned the place. He grinned at her.

"How's my favorite cold hearted bitch?"

"Pissed off," she said, brushing off his comment. Her producer and her got along fairly well, as he was one of the few who wasn't put off by her attitude. He said it made her perfect for her role.

"Ah, well, I'm sorry to hear that. But I am on a bit of a tight schedule, so I just wanna get right down to it. We've finally finished writing the second half of the season, and I just wanted to tell you we decided we were going to pursue putting a 'rival' role in there for you, if you will."

"Okay?" Jade said, honestly not sure what this had to do with her.

"Well, as you know, you're not the easiest person to get along with." Jade couldn't argue with that, and when her producer saw her make no move to protest, he continued. "So, Jade, I would like to give you the option to suggest an actress to me. I need someone who you can have great fire and ice chemistry with."

"You know I don't exactly have many female friends, right?" she asked. He smirked at her.

"I'm giving you the opportunity to pick someone to work with. I suggest you take it. I trust your judgment. Don't make me regret it, okay honey?"

Jade sat back, blowing her hair out of her face.

"Think hard. We need someone sweet, but with a bit of bite. Someone who you could really see yourself hating."

After several minutes, Jade sat up quickly, a smirk on her now mischievous expression.

"I know the perfect girl."

oooooooooo

Hi everyone! I'm sorry that this update wasn't exactly one that came quickly, but school is really kicking my ass. I have to say, this chapter probably isn't the most "action packed", but I have put a lot of side thoughts in here that I didn't see happening anywhere else. And they will open a lot of plot twists that I want to put in at a later date.

I just want everyone to know that this story is rated M for drugs, violence, drinking, cursing, and yes, sex. And there WILL be sex(lots of it), but I want to write this story well, too. So, I hope you can bear with me. As always, PLEASE REVIEW. It's kind of a drive to try and post a chapter as soon as I can, you know? Hope everyone enjoys the rest of the weekend :0)